Chapter 700

After almost an hour, Zimu was beaten by Wang Zheng and lay on the ground like a pig's head, breathing heavily. This hour was the most humiliating time for Zimu in his life. How many times he wanted to kill Wang Zheng. Unfortunately, when he wanted to do it, he found that his consciousness and flesh were separated, and his consciousness was thrown into another space, so he couldn't control his body at all.

Wang Zheng looked at tsmu with a smile: "do you know why I don't do it? Because you are too weak, you are bullying you. Honestly say what I want to know. I can consider letting you go."

Zimu was picked up by Wang Zheng for more than an hour. Now he still dare to fart and be stubborn. When he heard Wang Zheng say he would let him go, he saw the hope of living, and the word "consideration" was directly ignored.

"Form gods are formed by the condensation of evil thoughts between heaven and earth. Both souls and creatures have their own evil thoughts. These evil thoughts wandering between heaven and earth will affect the operation of the world, so we form gods came into being. Form gods will continue to evolve when absorbing evil thoughts. Like me, they have existed in the world for several centuries, only eight years A hundred years ago, I was inadvertently calculated by the people of the East Island family to break up the body and become a simple spirit. "

"Several eras?" Wang Zheng stirred up a spirit. It seems that there are a lot of old monsters in the three thousand world.

"How many type gods are there like you?" the existence of these old monsters is simply an irregular bomb. If a group of monsters really emerge one day, it will be a disaster for the earth.

"It should not be much. As far as I know, there are no more than twelve, and some are not in this world at all. Dongdao family has another primitive type God. As for the number of ordinary type gods, I don't know how many."

Wang Zheng touched his chin and pondered for a long time before he asked, "how does the strength of another primitive God in Dongdao family compare with you?"

Tsmu choked on this question and hesitated for a long time before he said, "if I didn't wake up, my strength would be much stronger than that beast, but now that beast can press me!"

Looking at tsmu's expression, Wang Zheng knew that the old thing was lying. It seems that the strength of another primitive God of Dongdao family is not simple. At least he can't challenge it at will now.

"The task has not been completed yet. It seems that the requirement of the system is to kill this tsmu together." Wang Zheng already knows almost what he wants to ask. Originally, he thought that if the task is completed, he would pull this tsmu out of the body of Yilang on the East Island and study it slowly, but now it seems impossible.

Wang Zheng narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "I'm very satisfied with your answer. I'm a man who keeps my promise."

Zimu thought Wang Zheng was going to let him go. His face was full of smiles, but his heart was cold: "when I recover my strength, I must torture this little boy to death!"

"The result of my consideration is to die!" Wang Zheng's fingers flicked, and the space crack directly swallowed his upper body. Originally, Zimu's vitality would not be killed by the space crack. Unfortunately, he is now attached to Yilang on the East Island, and has not completely integrated the spirit and flesh. The fragility of the flesh made him directly killed by Wang Zheng.

Lin Yu looked at Wang Zheng and asked in a low voice, "why don't you leave him? I think this type God is very interesting."

"Cut, he is not the only type God. It's good to find a guy with poor strength to study slowly. It's dangerous for him to stay around." Wang Zheng is more distressed than Lin Yu, but he doesn't show it.

With half dead Wang Zheng and Lin Yu, they left the bungalow area. Not long after they left, a wisp of black gas came out of Yilang's body on the East Island. The black gas gradually condensed and formed an angry face.

"Damn human beings, one day the Buddha will make you regret!" after the angry roar, his face turned into a black gas and dissipated in the air.

While walking on the road, Wang Zheng suddenly had a wild jump in his eyebrows and an ominous premonition in his heart.

"What happened?" Wang Zheng thought to himself. At this time, Wang Zheng was a little envious of the group of people who were too old. They mastered their destiny and could predict what would happen in the future at any time. If they had this ability, they would not be like headless flies in many things.

"It's decided. The next time the mall refreshes, we must exchange the cultivation skill of taishangyimai, at least learn their calculation method."

Soon, they returned to the police station and looked at Wang Zheng holding the half dead wolf in his hand. The police of the task force stared one by one. Finally, the middle-aged policeman motioned them to take notes.

"Mr. Wang Zheng, please wait." when Wang Zheng was about to leave, the middle-aged policeman suddenly chased out.

"What's up, officer Huo?" I'm still very fond of officer Huo and Wang Zheng. This guy helped solve a lot of problems in his airborne task force, so I'm kind to him.

Officer Huo looked at Wang Zheng nervously and said, "no big deal, just thank Mr. Wang Zheng for your willingness to help us deal with this difficult case, and thank you for helping us do these things in Haitian city. You are an outsider and have done so many things for us."

Wang Zheng raised his eyebrows. Unexpectedly, officer Huo actually knew about Huawai. For the sake of officer Huo, Wang Zheng began to remind: "officer Huo, you know something, but you can't say it. Don't mention Huawai again in the future. It's a pain to you."

Officer Huo was stunned for a moment, quickly nodded and watched Wang Zheng leave. As a smart man, he knew what Wang Zheng meant. He didn't have a backstage, but he knew what he shouldn't know. The state wouldn't allow such people to exist.

Walking on the road, Lin Yu looked at Wang Zheng: "do you like this policeman?"

"Don't be so ambiguous. I'm a straight man. I just think the policeman has a sense of justice. The order of Haitian city still needs people like him to maintain. Just remind him casually. When I go back, I'll report to the leader about the alliance. I don't think the alliance will give up so much. After all, it must be green on my head."

Speaking of this, Wang Zheng really admired the rough man. Even the woman who was the boss dared to sleep. There was really no one.

Just as Wang Zheng thought, on a nameless island in the west, you can see a lot of high technology that you can't see outside in this inaccessible place. At the moment, in a conference room more than 60 floors high, an old man in his fifties is sitting in front of the computer and watching a video. Above is the picture of Wang Zheng and Lin Yu losing the executioner team.

"I didn't expect that Chinese monks are still so strong. Wait. I'll make you regret it soon!" the old man turned off the computer and a tall woman with blond hair and blue eyes under the computer desk was exercising for the old man.